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I WISH IT WAS SOMEONE ELSES BLOOD ON THE JOHNNY. IT'S IN MY MOUTH AND UNDER MY NAILS. I WISH I'D WOKEN UP IN SOMEONE ELSES BED. I WISH I WAS THE WIND IN SOMEONE ELSES SAILS.
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I'VE NO-ONE IN PARTICULAR IN MIND RIGHT NOW. IT WAS INEVIDABLE WE'D END UP IN THE SACK. I SHOULD HAVE KNOWN YOU'D WANT TO TRY AGAIN. BUT I'M LOOKING FORWARD NOW, NOT STEPPING BACK.
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AND MY LAST LOVER'S PLAYING WITH A NEW MAN NOW. IT'S ONLY THREE WEEKS WE'VE BEEN APART. THEY SAT TOGETHER AND HE SENT HER FLOWERS. WELL HE CAN FUCKING KEEP THAT FICKLE DISCO TART.
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'CAUSE I'VE HAD IT UP TO HERE WITH LITTLE GIRLS. SHE LOOKED UGLY TODAY DAY, SMOKING A FAG. JUST LIKE A SCHOOLGIRL TRYING TO LOOK GROWN-UP. NOW I'M LOOKING FOR A WOMAN BUT I'LL SETTLE FOR A SHAG
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